yay theater...not yay history

Here's what makes today great: GS rehearsal. A photo shoot we found out about this morning, which meant mad runs to Value Village at lunchtime, but nonetheless a photo shoot, in which I got to be dead. Fantastic scenes with vampiric cooks. Seducing someone through household chores (who knew talking about sorting laundry could be so sexy?). Having a really awesome director.

Even having to walk to downtown to catch my bus was great--the night wasn't all that cold yet, it was clear, & I got to talk to Joel. Winning all round.

What makes today not great? That I still have history reading to do. Eeeyuck. What else? That it contains sentences like the following (though I have to say I also find it hopelessly amusing):

"In the context of poststructuralist claims to critical practice, this seems more recuperable than the clandestine restoration of subjective essentialism."

(I feel like postmodern philosophy just killed itself on my paper.)

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I am feeling restless, weirdly so...possibly not related to the work I have? I'm not sure what it is. Probably spring break will cure it. Hopefully.
It's that weird feeling of not knowing what you want, but knowing you're not getting it. (The old "I don't know what I want but I sure ain't gettin' it blues," which is actually a song...)


Also I am posting alot here, which is probably a bad sign. Go! Be productive! Use this good if restless mood! Translate to a work ethic! ...*sigh*